"Hmph..." Han Zheng snorted and said, "She said that seeing you reminds her of the hard tis she had faced in the past, so if you want a peaceful life, don’t disturb her. Otherwise, even if she spares you, I and the others won’t."
Zhao Sulan, "..."
She was terrified.
She knew that if she offended ng Chuyue, Han Zheng, Zhao Xiaoxin, Lin Yuzhe, Shen Ci, Han Muyang... and many others would co after her.
She thought to herself, she had experienced good days and had suffered as well. She had no more desires and planned to live a quiet life in retirent.
Compared to others, how fortunate she was to retire so young. What else was there to struggle for?
She sincerely replied, "I understand, from now on I will live quietly and won’t harbor any unrealistic dreams."
"I hope you truly understand."
With that, Han Zheng left with long strides.
He still had to go back and tell ng Chuyue all this.
Not long after, Lin Fangwei and ng Jingfen learned that ng Chuyue and her sisters had provided over 3000 yuan for Zhao Sulan to hire a caregiver.
They also knew that Zhao Sulan was just slightly weak and could take care of herself. The caretaker was rely to do laundry, cook, and clean; she didn’t really need soone to look after her.
This made them unsure whether to envy Zhao Sulan or the caretaker.
ng Jingfen even thought it would have been great if Fu Hongfang could have taken the job...
Unfortunately, even if Fu Hongfang was willing, ng Chuyue and Zhao Sulan probably wouldn’t dare to employ her.
It was just a thought.
Zhao Sulan was going nowhere, and without any new plans, ng Chuyue, Lin Fangwei, and ng Jingfen all felt stifled.
What ng Jingfen never expected was that life would suddenly blossom for her.
A wealthy, handso man had taken a liking to her.
This was sothing she hadn’t dared to hope for in a long ti.
She had only fantasized about such things when she was young. After accepting the reality that she was plain-looking, she didn’t dare to dream too much, rely hoping to find soone decent-looking who could help her settle in the city.
After being in prison, her requirents lowered even further, hoping only to find soone agreeable and hardworking.
She didn’t care about owning a house; as long as the person would work alongside her and wasn’t lazy, it was enough.
Now, having lost so weight, she beca quite slim and had learned to dress well, even boasting a bit of charm.
Even so, she never dared to set her sights on those rich, handso n.
But then one day, her "luck" began as she was almost hit by a luxury car while on her way to work.
The owner was a handso man in his thirties.
Dressed in a black suit of so brand ng Jingfen couldn’t identify, golden cufflinks, a lavish wristwatch, and a large jade ring, he exuded wealth and dignity.
He approached her, very warm and polite, asking, "Are you alright?"
ng Jingfen wasn’t actually hit by the car, missing it by just two centiters.
She had simply collapsed to the ground from fright.
If the man had been rude or hadn’t appeared so dignified, ng Jingfen would have pretended to be injured to extort so money. But now, she wanted to seem elegant, kind, and honest.
She smiled faintly, got up, and dusted herself off, gently replying, "It’s okay, it’s okay. I wasn’t hit, just got scared."
"Madam, you are truly kind, thank you."
The man smiled gracefully and then left.
This was supposed to be a minor incident, and ng Jingfen didn’t dwell on it, quietly wondering if Shen Ci, ng Chuyue’s man, was also so distinguished. The thought made her heart flutter.
Later, thinking that her brother ng Yajun’s attire the day before was quite similar, just lacking a car, she felt a bit better.
What she didn’t expect was that the next day, on her way to work in the rain, she ran into the man again.
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